Sea Lion Shores This bridge was written to make you feel smitten

she can't help but preen a little under wraen's interest -- the island is quite interesting, thankyou, as is reed herself. her question interrupts this little display, tilting her head in thought. "there's the labyrinth by the skybowl," reed answers, not bothering to elaborate on what any of those words mean, "they're caves, yes, though i don't know if that's why aralez named us so." and then -- 

"merfolk?" she asks, curious -- it's not a legend she's ever heard,  but storytelling was not a large part of her growing-up or her current life, either. the stories her family passed on were stories of the family they'd been parted from, the haunting of the life reed should have had but did not. arturo and lotte were her mythological figures. frankly, it'll be nice to hear something else for a change.